Transmigrated Son-in-law

In his memory, that terrifying woman had actually revealed that intention to him.    

    

At that time, Xie Mingcheng was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Later on, Taoist Thief said that he would go and take care of Yang Xuan and the rest … Before he left, he drugged him.    

    

Then, Xie Mingcheng lost all sense of what was happening around him.    

    

Yang Xuan, Zhao Wudao and Guan Ziyao stood in front of him. He looked at them slightly and only Guan Ziyao was slightly injured.    

    

The other two were also fine.    

    

He did not have much time to react before he asked.    

    

"Where's the Thief Daoist?"    

    

Guan Ziyao boasted, "Dead, this was solved by Brother Yang."    

    

Xie Mingcheng's tone was stifled as he laughed out loud, not caring at all that he was still tied to a pillar.    

    

He was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt and his mouth was about to split open.    

    

"Yang Xuan? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? It's not like all of you didn't see his strength during the arena battle between new disciples. "    

    

Xie Mingcheng shook his head in disdain.    

    

"The movement technique of the Thief Daoist is unpredictable. Yang Xuan isn't bad if he can even touch a single strand of her hair."    

    

After Xie Mingcheng said this, he instructed the three of them without a care for his own predicament.    

    

"What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up and untie me."    

    

Yang Xuan whistled as if he didn't see anything.    

    

Zhao Wudao followed suit and looked around.    

    

Guan Ziyao looked at the two of them, then looked at Guan Ziyao, hesitating about whether to untie him or not.    

    

He had just taken two steps when he was carried back by Yang Xuan.    

    

Guan Ziyao looked at Xie Mingcheng in embarrassment and shrugged his shoulders, implying that there was nothing he could do about it.    

    

Xie Mingcheng was so angry …    

    

"You three pieces of trash, just you wait. I won't show mercy next time we compete in the sect …"    

    

Halfway through the clamor, he heard Yang Xuan open his mouth, "The Thief Daoist is already dead, the restrictions in this house have been lifted. Why, how can a normal rope hold a Qi Refining cultivator hostage?"    

    

Xie Mingcheng was surprised for a moment and then used his strength to struggle. The rope snapped and exploded, unable to withstand the power of a Qi Refining cultivator.    

    

Xie Mingcheng's face turned red and he felt extremely humiliated.    

    

Not only was he saved by these three pieces of trash, but he also let them see the scene of him making a fool out of himself.    

    

If Senior Sister Literary Sect found out, then it would be easier to find a dao companion for her in the future.    

    

All of a sudden, Xie Mingcheng had the thought of silencing her...    

    

However, after a while, that thought of his came to mind.    

    

He had been tormented by the thief Taoist previously, but he had not fully recovered yet. If they really started to fight, it was still unknown who won and who lost.    

    

Oh, that's not right. There are three of them.    

    

After that, he became silent as the four of them quietly waited for Yan Churou.    

    

Seeing Xie Mingcheng behave, Yang Xuan did not have any bad intentions. Otherwise, with his strength, it wouldn't be impossible for him to secretly teach this guy a lesson.    

    

Before long, Yan Churou flew down from the roof.    

    

Yan Churou's arrival gave Xie Mingcheng and Guan Ziyao some comfort.    

    

"Are you guys okay?" Yan Churou looked at them with concern …    

    

"Of course I'm fine senior sister, I have to admit that this b * stard Daoist is too sinister, he actually thought of such a way to separate us." Fortunately, our Xuanyuan Sect is not those trash from Carefree Island.    

    

Xie Mingcheng didn't mention the fact that he was captured by the Taoist and started showing off to Yan Churou instead.    

    

Yang Xuan and the others had a weird expression on their faces. Wasn't this guy a genius disciple? He couldn't tell, but his skin was so thick!    

    

Yan Churou nodded and closed her eyes to feel it again. However, he realized that the person with the Foundation Establishment Qi was no longer there.    

    

Yan Churou was a bit disappointed. She had already determined that the person who would be dealing with this array would be the Foundation Establishment cultivator's dao friend.    

    

Originally, Yan Churou wanted to give her thanks. But now, there was no trace at all. Presumably, it was that fellow Daoist who didn't want to be infected by karma.    

    

Yan Churou turned around and saluted.    

    

He silently expressed his gratitude in his heart.    

    

Guan Ziyao asked curiously, "Senior Sister, what are you doing?"    

    

Only then did Yan Churou explain.    

    

"Just now, I felt the aura of another Foundation Establishment cultivator. The fact that you are safe and sound must have something to do with this mister. As a sect, even if you can't thank or kowtow to them in person, you still say that it should be enough. "    

    

With that, Yan Churou bowed twice.    

    

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank. How did she find out?    

    

He thought that he had already paid attention to the release of Qi. Why was Yan Churou still able to find any clues?    

    

The only flaw he had was probably to use his sea of consciousness to detect Yan Churou's location after taking care of her.    

    

Was it exposed then?    

    

Zhao Wudao looked at him with a questioning look.    

    

Guan Ziyao scratched his head and asked curiously, "Foundation Establishment?" This person who saved us, was obviously senior brother Yang … … "It was obviously Senior Brother Yang and the evil Taoist, where did this Foundation Establishment cultivator come from …"    

    

The moment Guan Ziyao finished his words, Xie Mingcheng spoke with disdain.    

    

"Am I hearing things? Junior Guan, even if you have a good relationship with Yang Xuan, you can't just push all the credit to him … Even I was almost killed by the Thief Daoist. He, Yang Xuan, a Qi Refiner who is several levels weaker than me, how can he possibly have the ability to do so? can injure the evil Taoist at all costs. "    

    

"But …" Guan Ziyao's face reddened a little as he thought about Xie Mingcheng's words carefully.    

    

He realized that it was indeed the case.    

    

Then, he turned to look at Yang Xuan, "Brother Yang, what happened after you were dragged into the fog by the thief's Taoist?"    

    

Yang Xuan spread his hands and smiled naturally.    

    

"After I was dragged inside, I could feel that I could no longer see anything. My consciousness was blurry, and by the time I woke up, the thief Daoist was already dead."    

    

"Look, Yang Xuan, the person I told you about, will definitely not defeat the thief Taoist!"    

    

Xie Mingcheng was proud of what he had guessed.    

    

Yan Churou nodded slightly and looked at Yang Xuan.    

    

"Where did the evil Taoist die? Bring me to him."    

    

"Sure, everyone, come with me." He had to promise others that he would be the first one to reach the top.    

    

Once again, he returned to that place, where the evil Taoist was lying quietly.    

    

There were not many traces of a fight on the ground, but the blood of the Thief was splattered all over the ground.    

    

The death of the Thief also looked extremely tragic.    

    

His throat had been crushed, and one of his arms had been severed from his body.    

    

Strangely enough, there were no signs of resistance in the room.    

    

Yan Churou almost gasped when she saw such a scene unfold.    

    

Xie Mingcheng hurriedly asked as he felt the change in Yan Churou's mood.    

    

"Senior Sister, did you discover something?"    

    

Yan Churou's gaze turned serious.    

    

"That Foundation Establishment Fellow Daoist, you can't underestimate him. Look." Yan Churou pointed to her surroundings as she spoke, "This b * tch Taoist is, at any rate, an expert, and he's always on the brink of death. The cultivation of the physical body is definitely not bad. "